I’ve seen the colours of lonelinessI’ve seen their moldering facesI’ve seen them fill the keening voids Of our broken, scattered places.It’s the grey of the sky just before it descendsIn blinding cascades Of granite and slate While waiting for that one special friend of the heart Who’s gone an infinite distance apart.Gone forever; not comingContinue reading “VERSE | THE SHADES OF LONELINESS”
The advances, hesitant at first, became more tenacious and vigorous as Sherry Kumar began to actively pursue Manel. She, for her part, was first puzzled, then agitated and finally began to perform a series of vanishing acts which left her breathless and her pursuer more ardent than ever before. This relentless cat and mouse chaseContinue reading “SHORT STORY|SERENDIB LODGE – Part Two”
‘Chhip! Yanna!’(1), Manel scolded a cheerfully departing squirrel as it scampered off with a big chunk of foam from one of the sofa cushions in the veranda. She had a love-hate relationship with these feisty little denizens of the garden: she screamed and hollered at their fervent pillaging of everything that could be bitten orContinue reading “SHORT STORY|SERENDIB LODGE – Part One”
The green of the earth And the blue of the sky; The cool, mellow breeze That caressingly passes by.The trilling of the birdsThe humming of the bees;The rustling of the leaves In their verdant canopies.The well-loved paths Fringed with emerald grass;The spring-born butterflies Delicately flitting past.That one beloved companion Who matches steps with mine,Our heartsContinue reading “VERSE| IN NATURE’S EMBRACE”
We have all, at some time or another been overwhelmed, overpowered, bested by our grief, anxiety and wretchedness. At those times, some of us have also been lucky enough to have that one place where we have, for a while, found some degree of quietude and peace. This is a tribute to those secret littleContinue reading “VERSE| THE WOODEN BENCH”
The piece de resistance of the series however, is definitely its ability to take its viewers on a compelling, emotional journey into the lives of its main characters. The cloak and dagger plots set a million light years away from earth still took place in what was essentially a little town with its very own set of the good, the bad and the alien. And that was ultimately what made the series so memorable.
Ensconced in the modern, luxurious environs of the Shangrila Hotel, this venue is almost a nostalgic throwback to the bars of the 40s and 50s, with a lovely modern twist. From the repertoire of live music to the atmosphere, it is warm, retro and relaxing. I’ve been a number of times to the bar and admit, i have had a varied gamut of experiences.
December 2020 has trundled in at last – Dawned is far too genial a word to use for what’s been a blast Of a year, of our lifetimes, of living memory too they say So on this blessed December day, I’m wishing it all away! May the Corona perish in the gentle warmth of springContinue reading “VERSE|A WALK TO DECEMBER*”
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wallHumpty Dumpty had a great fallAll the king’s horses and all the king’s menCouldn’t put Humpty together again! A lovely old quatrain, filled with the promise of blood and gore (or at the very least, massive quantities of ill-fated yolk!). Or how about: Rock-a-bye baby, on the tree top.When theContinue reading “FEATURE|The Bloodsoaked Rhymes of our Nursery”
Some background to this piece is essential i feel, to give it that bit of relatable relevance. Felicia’s character is based on an old family friend in Sri Lanka who is as lovely as she is absolutely, delightfully eccentric. Donald Rajapakse is a more sinister inspiration, based on the character of a man whom iContinue reading “SHORT STORY|A TWILIGHT IN TAPROBANA”